mr-lucifer-mornlngstar

[mr-lucifer-mornlngstar]

hate when men have big beautiful brown eyes like a baby cow . shut the fuck up

#lucifer morningstar #((he uses them too the fucker))

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@satanicstfrancis made me do it

Tempest actually looks like she's going to cry. Or be sick. The two look very similar for her, and either is a probable response at this point.

"Lucifer is actually a really generous guy, for the people he cares about."

#((hahahhah)) #((i love her))

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You fell in love with a Wilde-child.

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You probably flirt with baristas just trying to do their jobs you absolute Buffoon

“They ask for my name and I take it from there.” He shrugged with a grin. “That’s all.”

#ask #anon #((he would and i’d let him))

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Feet pics?

#ask #((even lucifer knows nobody wants man foot))

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His eyes moved to the grip that she had on his wrist, but Lucifer didn’t flinch other than that. Knowing how unkindly Tempest took to being provoked, he should have turned to leave as soon as he had backed away. He never had been one to know when to let something drop, however.

“Getting to you, am I?” He asked with a slight twitch to the corner of his lips. The nails that were digging into his cheek stopped it from turning into his usual grin. Instead, he twisted his wrist so that he was now encircling hers and reached up to grab the hand on his face.

“Try you? I might be tempted.. But surely you can’t believe this was the best way to ask me to go about it.” Lucifer said between clenched teeth, tightening his grip and walking her back against the desk.

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For fuck's sake, was he exhausting. Her eyes rolled, exaggeratedly, probably looking for what the hell he thought she wanted to talk to him. Of course he was a good looking man.. devil. Either. But he was prone to opening his mouth and satanas, that was the worst.

"Whatever, pig." Bringing up her disdain for their relationship was a moot point anyway. "You had to come down here for a reason: what do you want?"

In his stupid suit, and his stupid shiny shoes, and his stupid ass face. Fuck him. It was almost too hard to not hate him.

#gythreuliaid #((ahh sorry for the wait on this)) #((time outs and a get along shirt for the assholes))

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Lucifer’s eyes moved from the hand holding onto him, up to her eyes. Then back down to her lips. “Yes..Yes, of course.” He smiled, slipping off the stained jacket before retrieving the wine.

With his back to Emrys, Lucifer grabbed two glasses once again, and began pouring. Although he wasn’t one to admit when he was stumped, especially when it came to the women he brought up to his penthouse, he couldn’t seem to get a clear read on Emrys Walters.

“You never did tell me what brought you to Lux.” He said over his shoulder, hoping to understand what motive, if any, that she had. One moment she seemed as sly and confident as he, the next she was drawing back, seemingly unsure of what she should do.

“I’m certain I would have remembered you, had you been in before.” He grinned, turning back to bring the wine.

cont. from here

Lucifer hummed his approval to her promise as he lead her up the stairs to the elevator. “I’m going to hold you to your promise, Emrys. I simply will not take less than your best.” He teased when they stepped inside. 

Emrys’ blush returned, but her eyes lost contact with his. The short ride up to the penthouse remained quiet, with Lucifer standing at one end and her at the other. He knew where his mind was, but he began to wonder where hers was trailing off to. The wink at the bar had appeared confident, but the shy demeanor was returning. 

“Make yourself comfortable,” He said, stepping out and gesturing around. “The bar is fully stocked, as you can see.” Lucifer chuckled lightly, “Non-alcoholic beverages are also available, just not at quite the abundance.” He looked to her, seeing that she was still at the threshold. “Right. I’ll be only a moment.” 

@thecunningcat

#thecunningcat #((sorry for the wait)) #((devil tricked by pretty con artist? hell yeah))

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cont. from here

Lucifer hummed his approval to her promise as he lead her up the stairs to the elevator. “I’m going to hold you to your promise, Emrys. I simply will not take less than your best.” He teased when they stepped inside. 

Emrys’ blush returned, but her eyes lost contact with his. The short ride up to the penthouse remained quiet, with Lucifer standing at one end and her at the other. He knew where his mind was, but he began to wonder where hers was trailing off to. The wink at the bar had appeared confident, but the shy demeanor was returning. 

“Make yourself comfortable,” He said, stepping out and gesturing around. “The bar is fully stocked, as you can see.” Lucifer chuckled lightly, “Non-alcoholic beverages are also available, just not at quite the abundance.” He looked to her, seeing that she was still at the threshold. “Right. I’ll be only a moment.” 

@thecunningcat

#thecunningcat #((have at him))

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Ew a slut

“Enjoy it.”

#ask #anon #nsfw ish? #((happy sinday have a slut))

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Farouq Jwaydeh

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*pulls a rabbit out of your pants* Tah Dah!

#ask #anon #((ur killing me)) #((and confusing him))

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If someone sneezed while blowing you and bit your dick off would it grow back?

“Let’s.. not find out. Hm?”

#ask #anon ish

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Your gf hot af I wanna suck the athletes foot off her toes

Lucifer wrinkled his nose. “Empyrean has no such thing.”

#ask #anon-ish #((em would be offended))

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Her eyes sparkled with something that could be read as mischief, and Lucifer watched her intently, eager to hear what she would say. Emrys’ gaze stayed level with his own even as she tasted the wine, and he found himself leaning closer, the desire to taste it as well.. and not from a glass.

When she gave her answer, he grinned. He was about to comment on how unfortunate that was when Emrys became flustered with herself, and the flush in her cheeks that he liked so well came back. “Not to worry, darling. I-“

Lucifer had been too focused on her to notice that the glass reached his arm before she could. Usual reflexes failing him, the red wine seeped into his sleeve.

“This jacket has seen far worse, I’m sure.” He chuckled, motioning the bartender to the mess. “It’ll take me no time at all to change.” Lucifer’s plan had been to make the trip on his own, but he soon decided that taking her along with him wouldn’t hurt.

“It’s right upstairs, Ms. Walters. If you’d rather join me.” He smiled, “I’ll pour you another glass of wine if you promise not to stain any more of my suits.”

~closed starter

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  Another club, another opportunity. At least that was Emrys’ mindset as she walked into Lux. Sauntered into Lux. She liked the sound of that better. She needed to keep herself in the necessary head space if she was going to pull of her plan. This approach a little different from the ones she typically executed. Even a con artist gets tired of her own tricks. 

  She hadn’t even gotten used to this new name yet~ Emyrs Walters. The first name being something she plucked out of some trashy romance novel, the last name being something common and unsuspecting. Just tonight she decided to go by Emmie. Sounds cute, innocent. And again~ unsuspecting. 

  Her victim of choice this time around? None other than club owner Lucifer Morningstar. With a name like that, she could not pass up the prospect. 

  Emrys set her sights on him but stayed back for a good minute before going closer. He was setting with his back to the bar which gave him a full view of the inside of his club. A smug smile and the text book definiton of manspreading. Clearly full of himself, she would think to herself. 

  She positioned herself two bar stools down from him and faced the bar, asking the tender just for water with a sorrowful face. The occasional glance over to Lucifer went unnoticed so she tried to gain his attention with a sigh instead. 

#thecunningcat #((he’s walkin into a trap and doesnt even know it))

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I want to suck you off Lucifer ..

“What is it you’re waiting for?”

#anon ask #nsfw

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The realization that he was being made fun of made Lucifer’s grin turn into a grimace.

The mention of Errett made him see red. Tempest was trying to hit him where it hurt, but even the awareness of that did little to stop the anger. “Errett knows I come back. She knows I would never leave her permanently.” He leaned down to firmly plant his hands on her desk, ignoring the paperwork in his way.

“What does it say of you, Tempest..” He asked barely above a whisper, “to use your friends feelings against your foe? Manipulating a pure heart for your own cruel game?” Lucifer shook his head, “I do believe our dear Errett will be sorely disappointed.” He purposely let the implied threat linger before pushing off the desk, spilling the paperwork into her lap.

“It’s of little surprise you didn’t hear from anyone. Who would be foolish enough to strike up a conversation with you?”

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For fuck's sake, was he exhausting. Her eyes rolled, exaggeratedly, probably looking for what the hell he thought she wanted to talk to him. Of course he was a good looking man.. devil. Either. But he was prone to opening his mouth and satanas, that was the worst.

"Whatever, pig." Bringing up her disdain for their relationship was a moot point anyway. "You had to come down here for a reason: what do you want?"

In his stupid suit, and his stupid shiny shoes, and his stupid ass face. Fuck him. It was almost too hard to not hate him.

#gythreuliaid #((surprise luc- ur the fool))